a small piece of peace given : we’ve all : only known each other : less than a week : it’s pretty remarkable : how well we all : get along : the most conflict : i guess unsurprisingly : given they’re sister & brother…

Sitting and watching the boats sail by brings me peace. Listening to the waves gently bounce off the shore, feeling the gentle spray touch my face and arms. I close my eyes and take myself far away to a beach of tri-colored sands and the…

Dance of Two for 3 or More I want to write a world for you And you alone would hear it. A dance between two people as The world cannot come near it The ebb and flow of harmony The waltz of you and me…

An armored man stands at the end of a pulsating circle his mouth a wide oval.   Will he step inside or try to hide? Instead he’s sucked in amid a high-pitched wind which twists the skin.   Inside, secrets writhe in and out of…

How deep is your love? Have you ever been lost before? How deep is your love? Have you ever had a friend that didn’t call you crazy? How deep is your love? When you cry what do you release or fight to hold on? How…

My husband is the image of God And what I was taught God was to me His Love unconditional Everlasting His Mercy and Grace abounds And is profound Yes my husband has done some things That has caused me pain, tear, and heartache And even…

There goes the wit wit wit of the bird’s call “Zhe ge dong xi” Foreign murmurs The creak of the ceiling fan Clatters of various keyboards Breath blown across the surface of hot coffee A cacophony Under the sign that has a finger to its…

You are older now a lot of time has passed, months years maybe even weeks and or seconds, since you last read this. 12 what a time what a year the first love, first loss, first death and suicidal thoughts, first fight, first lie, first…

Clarity rings through the darkness of induced sleep. The fog of yesterday clinging to the present day. It has no hold, it has no sway, just a whiff of ancient smells. See, hear, feel, know what has changed, know what has always been. Searching for…

Why do we call it warfare when war is anything but fair? Why do we call it a funeral when it’s anything but fun? Why do we get to ask these questions? – Because words.